Do cats care about music?

I am into all kinds of music, although Ashley would say I'm into "old man music."  I, however, have always prided myself on having varied tastes in music.  From Sinatra to Metallica, Miles Davis to Mastodon, I can pretty much listen to everything.  Well, not everything, whatever passes as pop these days just sucks.  Maybe I'm getting old but it's just crap and noise.  So, with the exception of today's hits, I can listen to anything.

Jesus I sound like my dad. 

When I was a kid, I bought CD's by the truck load.  Tower Records, Best Buy, HMV (remember them?), or J & R if I was in Manhattan, new release day was a happy day for me and an unhappy day for my bank account.  Lately, the CD's have been tucked away and I have entirely embraced streaming.  Spotify, Apple Music, why fill space with CD's when it's all digital and can be listened to anywhere and everywhere?  Sure, records still sound purest and I actually do have a turntable that sort of works, but you can't beat the convenience of streaming.

Frequently when I am home I have music on, which I have set up to stream throughout our home.  I'm a tech dork these days.  If I'm cleaning, reading, relaxing, whatever, Apple Music is streaming. 

I know, I drink the Apple kool-aid.  I'm even typing this on a MacBook Pro.  

The other day I had on a new jazz band I've discovered.  I've been on an extended King Crimson kick the past few years thanks to a good friend who got me into what is a fabulous, eclectic, ever changing progressive rock band.  One of their long-time drummers was Bill Bruford.  If you're a drummer (and I play drums from time to time), you might have heard of Bill Bruford.  Phenomenal drummer, he's actually one of my drumming idols.  In between stints with Crimson, Bruford, who has since retired,  also led a jazz band called Earthworks, and I've started listening to the last several albums Earthworks has released.  Really good jazz that you can listen to, relax to, whatever.  

The other day I had on Earthworks 2001 album "The Sound of Surprise" while cleaning our home.  Ashley does the cooking, I do the cleaning, it just works well that way.  As soon as I put the album on, I walked into the living room.  

What I saw made me smile.  

Sophie and Jackson, who tolerate each other but are certainly not the best of friends, totally relaxing on opposite ends of the same couch.  

Feline bookends.  

Could it be the music that brings these two together?

With rare exceptions, these cats usually spend their time relaxing or chilling in different rooms.  

Could it be the jazz?  Could Bruford be responsible for these rare moments of feline harmony?

Or am I just imagining this?

I know Jackson loves movie scores.  I'm a big fan of movie scores, particularly John Barry, Miklos Rozsa, Jerry Goldsmith, Alex North and Bernard Herrmann.  If I have a Herrmann score on, Jackson is at his most relaxed and happy, curled up and warm on my lap as I read the numerous newspapers and magazines on my iPad.

Tyler, however, was a HUGE fan of jazz and jazz standards.  He was a major fan of Sinatra and Miles Davis in particular.  Whatever he was doing, whatever was going on, if I put on Sinatra or Miles Davis, he would stop, sit next to me, relax, and listen. 

Here's Tyler listening to "Flamenco Sketches" from the 1959 MASTERPIECE "Kind of Blue" from none other than Miles Davis.  Without a doubt the greatest jazz album of all time, maybe the best album of all time period.  Start to finish sheer brilliance.

I love that video of Tyler.  Just enjoying the music, enjoying the moment.  That was the type of cat he was.   Hardly a worry, just a LIVE FOR THE MOMENT type of cat. This video proves that.

So, what do you think?  Do cats dig jazz?  What do your cats listen to?